Intimacy is sharing an unexpected 5 minutes together, then savoring them for a lifetime.

Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young Greatest Hits

One of my favorite songs is CSN&Y’s Teach Your Children Well. We all hope to do that but we don’t know for sure if our teaching takes.  Then, when you least expect it, this child or that will regurgitate something that is so obvious what you have told them dozens of times that you are just stopped in your tracks in shock and awe.

I experienced on of those gifts at the end of the day (July 4th) yesterday. Walking the dog with my son (number seven), we caught the tail end of a nearby community fireworks show, about a mile away.  The view was so clear that we spent a frozen five minutes together gaping at the finale.  The finale is always the best part – it looks like WW3. There must have been cars and people around but I really can’t remember.

Here comes the really good part.  On the way home, seven says, “that’s a memory I’ll be reliving again and again as long as I live!”

Holy cow!  Seven just quoted back to me from my Code to Live By: Relive good memories…(see Teach Your Children Well page). Like the song says…and feed them on your dreams…the one they picked…the one you’ll know by.

So,by chance, we happened on a special moment of intimacy and made a memory that will last a lifetime for both of us – “Don’t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry, So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.”

Listen to Teach Your Children Well by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=az9Az6S1nus

and sing along to the lyrics below.

You who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a good bye.

Teach your children well,
Their father’s hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picked, the one you’ll know by.

Don’t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

And you, of tender years,
Can’t know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.

Teach your parents well,
Their children’s hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picked, the one you’ll know by.

Don’t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.